Confession...

Growing up my friends and I would always have sleepovers. We would always sleep over at one of our buddies house because we knew his parents liked to go out on the weekend and stay out until bar close. All four of us saw opportunity in this to go out and do what we wanted. So as we pleased we would go out on the night and rome the neighborhoods playing games like ding dong ditch. When Halloween came around we would go out and smash pumpkins and try to find whatever we could get our hands like dumb little yard ornaments and bring them back to our little hideout we called the "nook". As time passed we ended up growing out of it. Even though we never got caught I still look back on the things we did and wonder why in the hell did I ever think of doing those things.